The sign was where the road ended. A promise of things to come.
These are paua shells.
Wow! The colors are much more vivid than these pictures show. The rocks have many different shades themselves and then there's the amazing blue of the little clams. But, I never expected to find beautiful flowers on the beach.
Flower Power!
There was even sculpture from nature......| and from man...... |
I love architecture!
Made it back to the house safe and sound with the Paua shells and sponges....and Max.
Just to give you a little size perspective. Having more confidence in my driving ability, I headed to Plimmerton, which is about twice the distance from the house as Eastbourne. I only got lost once. After driving around in circles, I saw a sign for Kmart. I couldn't believe it, so I pulled in. Turned out to be a parking garage for a mall. I did find the Kmart, which is even less impressive here. What was impressive was finding some freshly juiced carrot and ginger, yummy! Ahhh, there's my mind clear. Now the signs pointing the way were much more obvious. Good thing I didn't bring Max. My feet were happy to see the beach here was sand instead of peebles.
Though there were some stones, I could walk on the much gentler, and much appreciated sand. I walked every bit of shore in this picture. Only having to give way to the sea gulls.
There were only a few people, but I did get to sit on a bench and have a nice chat with a couple who told me about a saying "stoke on a stone" (or something close to that) when I asked about these birds.
This is a Marae, which is a Maroi sacred meeting place, that backed up to the beach.
Be not afraid of greatness
Full o' the milk of human kindness
Hmmmm.....yeah, I'm still trying to put that together. Maybe it's just two separate quotes??? Well, I am here to learn, and I've got plenty to learn.
The next day, I was at my flax weaving class, which I'd signed up for last month. This is a women's only space that gives support as well as safety. Here's a picture of all our end products. Mine is the unadorned one in the front. I think they all turned out terrific. They will loose the green and turn more yellow as the flax dries.
The flax leaves were about 5 ft long and we had to rip the middle rib and edges off and pull them over the dull side of a knife to soften them up in preparation for weaving. We all had a great time in this loving environment.
I really appreciate you all. I have found that, no matter the miles apart, I am still very connected, through my heart and this blog, to you all. Until next time, I Love You All Soooo Much!


















